"Good poetry, Ning Yan really has a peerless poetic talent. Li Mubai snapped and clapped his hands hard.

He looked extremely excited, both the surprise of the reader when he saw a good poem, and the anticipation of how the students of the academy would react when they saw the poem.

Zhang Shen didn't comment, looking at Xu Qi'an's gaze, he became more and more appreciative and complacent, as if the other party was really a student he brought out.

"The words are simple, but they are meaningful. The three watches are lit up and the five watches are the time when the boys are studying.... Brother Jinyan, do you remember the days when we were young and studied at the academy?"

Chen Tai tasted this poem of persuasion, and only felt that it was three points into the wood, and the aftertaste was long.

Zhang Shen was stunned, recalled the scene of studying in the first half of the year, and said abruptly:

"Isn't that what we said at that time, when I was young, my family was poor, and I could only eat two steamed buns a day. Often hungry in the middle of the night, I was hungry and hungry, and I forced myself to read hard by picking up the lamp. ”

Li Mubai said quietly: "This is the reason why you stole my chicken eggs two times in three days?"

Zhang Shen said unhappily: "How can the business of a scholar be called stealing." That's borrowing, didn't I pay you back later? ”

Li Mubai blew his beard and glared: "When you are poor, a chicken egg is nothing less than a thousand taels of gold now." ”

Chen Tai "coughed", interrupted the quarrel between the two friends, and looked at Xu Xinnian: "Say goodbye, after the Spring Festival, no matter what your ranking is, you have the qualifications to be a leader, have you considered the future?"

suddenly cut to the point, making everyone a little uncomfortable, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai shut up one after another, and subconsciously planned for Xu to say goodbye.

Chen Tai looked at the two great Confucians who wanted to speak and stopped, and didn't give them a chance to speak: "Generally speaking, staying in Beijing first and then going out is the right way for officialdom to be promoted." Although I am not an official, I have a bit of face in Dafeng officialdom, but I can plan to stay in Beijing for you. ”

As a teacher, Zhang Shen immediately smiled: "It's so good, say goodbye to the old, and thank Brother Chen soon." ”

"No, if you really want to repay, the old man does have an idea...."Chen Tai said with a smile.

Listening to their old friend's words, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai felt that something was wrong.

No one said they wanted to repay you.

I only heard Chen Tai smile and said: "Ning Yan, you are a piece of jade, if you want to become a material, you still need to carve it." These two old puppets are very rough, you should switch to the old man's door. ”

"Get out, shameless old thief. Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were furious.

Xu Qi'an seized the opportunity and immediately said, "Two gentlemen, Ning Yan does have a problem to ask for advice. ”

When I came to Yunlu Academy today, I came for nothing.

"The younger generation has been stuck in the refining realm for a long time, because he has no meritorious merits and his family is poor, he has never had the resources and opportunities to step into the qi cultivation realm. Xu Qi'an bent down at ninety degrees:

"Please sir help me open the gate of heaven. ”

This is the second purpose of his coming to the academy, although he can sell the magic weapon given by Song Qing in exchange for the silver to open the gate of heaven.

But that's not happy at all, Xu Qi'an is a person who pursues happiness.

Zhang Shen shook his head and smiled: "You are in a hurry to go to the doctor, I am cultivating Confucianism and Taoism, how can I help you open the gate of heaven? ”

The differences between the systems are bigger than I thought .... Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed, and asked unwillingly: "The juniors don't understand, since the opening of the Heavenly Gate requires the help of a master above the Refining God Realm, how did the first person open the Heavenly Gate?"

"Do you think that the path of martial arts was created by someone? It was achieved overnight?" Li Mubai held the teacup and asked him rhetorically before drinking.

Xu Qi'an shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"It was opened up by generation after generation of people," Li Mubai said slowly: "Maybe at the beginning, the refining realm was already at its peak, and someone opened the gate of heaven by chance, so the qi cultivation realm became the pinnacle of martial arts." After many years, a perfect martial arts system was formed. ”

"Serendipity?" Xu Qi'an captured the keyword.

"It is the safest and most convenient way for a God Refining Realm master to help open the Heavenly Gate, but it is not the only one. This time, Chen Tai took over the topic and said with a smile:

"When the baby is born, it has a stream of innate true qi, and as it grows older, the gate of heaven is closed, and the innate true qi is hidden in the body. ”

Xu Qi'an nodded, people eat grains and grains, producing impurities, blocking the gate of heaven and the operation of the qi engine.

This theoretical knowledge was taught to him by the second uncle before.

"There are many methods, in addition to the familiar opening of the gate of heaven, there are two methods: first, the method of spitting. ”

"The method of tuna needs to be practiced since childhood, taking medicinal baths every day, washing the meridians, and penetrating the gate of heaven, and it has cost countless money for more than ten years. This method has been phased out. ”

"The second method is to open the gate of heaven by external force, which is also a stupid method adopted by the original predecessors. For example, the Demon Devouring Pill.

"The demon pill is the essence condensation of the demon clan's Taoism, containing majestic energy, swallowing the demon pill, the majestic power will forcibly open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, but because it cannot be controlled, it is a method of nine deaths and one life. ”

I see.... Although I didn't get it in vain, I touched it for nothing, and I didn't lose it.... Xu Qi'an said gratefully: "Mr. Xie teaches. ”

Look, humble and polite, and nice to speak. The three great Confucians smiled and stroked their beards, extremely satisfied with Xu Qi'an.

......

Located in the center of the academy is the Sage Palace, also known as the Sage Temple, which enshrines the first person who pioneered Confucianism and Taoism.

Outside the Sage Academy, the large flat paved with bluestone slabs is enough to accommodate all the students of Yunlu Academy.

Every year in the spring and autumn, the dean of the college will gather the students here and impassionedly mobilize the students to study hard, gain fame, and die for the community.

There is a low wall with mottled red paint on the large lawn, and a layer of paper is glued to the wall.

This wall is the bulletin board of Yunlu Academy, which is used to post articles, poems, calligraphy and paintings of the gentlemen of the academy, as well as the occasional excellent works of students.

Then there are some notices from the college.

Two scholars came to the notice, one holding a roll of paper, the other smearing rice paste on the notice wall, and then working together to unfold a huge piece of paper one person high and paste it on the notice wall.

Such a move immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students, especially the huge paper that was one person tall was too eye-catching.

"What's posted? Let's go, go over and take a look. ”

"Hey, it's not an article, it seems to be a poem.... What's so nice about that. ”

"After the Ziyang monk left the academy, the gentlemen and Confucians in our academy wrote poems that made no difference between reading and not reading. ”

As he spoke, the students gathered under the low wall in twos and threes, staring at the huge paper of the new post.

The handwriting on the paper is dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, and between the pen and the skimming, revealing a sharp meaning.

This is Mr. Zhang's handwriting. "Some students recognized it.

More students were looking at the poems on paper.

"The lights of the three watches and the five watches of chickens are when the boys are studying.... Shame, shame. After autumn, I never read at night with the lights up. ”

At first glance, this poem looks simple and ordinary, but it reveals a profound truth and is thought-provoking. ”

"Where is the simplicity and ordinary, the black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late! ”

"Bai Shoufang regrets that he is late in studying.... I used to be too lax, indulging in hand talk, wandering the mountains, and less and less energy to focus on reading, but when I saw this poem, I realized that I would definitely regret it in the future. ”

"Which great Confucian wrote this poem?"

More and more people crowded under the low wall, looking up at the poem on the wall, and when they were immersed in emotion, they had a great resonance with this exhortation poem.

The scene depicted in the first couplet made the students ashamed. Although I have done my best to study, who can do three more lights and five more chickens?

But this is not a lie, because there are indeed such examples, and the great Confucians and gentlemen of the academy often use their own examples to warn students.

And some of the students who are very hard work also stay up late and study hard like this.

What really makes the young students' hearts palpitate is the second couplet: the black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late.

As if announcing what happened to them in the future, some young people who have been neglecting their studies recently, after asking themselves, have a feeling of palpitations, afraid that they will regret it in the future.

In the bottom of my heart, I spontaneously lived up to the spring and studied hard.

Not far away, on the edge of Daping, three Confucians watched this scene, and Chen Tai stroked his beard and laughed: "It is said that poetry is useless, but as everyone knows, poetry is the most moving." Xu Ningyan is really a peerless poet. ”

Seeing that the persuasion poems actively mobilized the emotions of the students, Zhang Shen couldn't help but smile on his face: "This is true, he only used a cup of tea, this level, not to mention now, even throughout history, can be among the best." ”

Li Mubai suddenly asked: "He said that he had already abandoned his studies, do you believe it?"

The two Confucians nodded at the same time, and Li Mubai couldn't help but smile: "How can you see it?"

When he was composing poetry, he gave up his old ghostwriting. Zhang Shen said.

"As a reader, how can I write poetry and let others write it. Chen Tai added: "Unless he is not good at calligraphy." ”

But all those who read are proficient in calligraphy, which is the basic skill.

Li Mubai sighed with emotion: "It's a pity, he is already in the age of the crown, and it is too late to change to Confucianism and Taoism." ”

Chen Tai was heartbroken: "With such talent, he actually learned martial arts, which is simply a tyrannical thing." ”

The rough martial artist is not worthy of Xu Ningyan's amazing talent.

Zhang Shen seemed to remember something, and said angrily: "Listen to the old saying, when the two of them were young, their father decided to quit the old and study, and rather feast and practice martial arts. ”

"That Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man, and he wasted a seed of reading in vain, which is really hateful and hateful. Li Mubai said hatefully.

The two great Confucians agreed.

PS: I really want to put it on the shelves early and start to burst the liver (funny).